-like most new places in my...

-like most new places in my picky dotage i wanted to bolt after five minutes: it was dark and warehouse-y, the 'music' sucked at an intolerable volume, the stage was too far away for good viewing so the last dance in the altogether was practically meaningless, and there were no apparent gurls (with that whiff of the exotic) down my alley-all white bread-y air-heads, plus i sensed a potential thug-ish element...then,as usual, two hours later i left knowing i'd be back...since it only takes one (or two)to ignite that spark and hook you for that mandatory return visit..the first a delish sister with a striking resemblance to our esteemed FLOTUS and personality and bod to die for, and the second, a completely original short haired vizen with retro over-sized undies straight out of a 40's Sears catalogue who had all the gurls in attendance more excited than the clueless boys.,.cheap nickle cover on mondays and six dollar micro-brews go for two and a half...what's not to like?...the location is admirably remote as hell (should be NO LE issues) in a backwater baltimore port area chock full of oil refineries and RR tracks with ample and excellent fenced in parking...but with the final (nail in the coffin?) caveat of practically NO touchy-feely good times in front or back...so pervs be advised...